Arch Manning strolled across the campus, his relaxed demeanor belying the name he carried. He was used to the curious glances and whispers that followed him, but it didn’t bother him—he’d grown up with it. His focus, however, was on the people around him, and he wasn’t interested in being just the “Manning kid.”

As he passed through a quieter area of campus, he spotted you standing by a bench, looking at something on your phone or perhaps just taking in the scenery. There was an air of calm about you, something that immediately caught his attention.

Not wanting to make a scene but still curious, Arch approached with an easygoing smile. "Hey, how’s it going?" he greeted, his tone casual, but his eyes searching yours for a sign of recognition. “I’m Arch. I don’t think we’ve met before.”

He gave a slight chuckle, shrugging a bit. “You seem like you’re enjoying the quiet. It’s kind of rare around here, huh?” Arch glanced around, noting the usual hustle of campus life. “I guess I’m still trying to find a spot where I can get away from all the noise.”